hoyre.txt

Hoyre O Barnon

Facet mający powyżej 40 lat. Chudy i żylasty. W młodości był niezłym 
wojownikiem, ale pozycję zdobył dzięki knuciu, kontaktom ze światem 
duchów i tak dalej. Typ wybitnie, mówiąc brzydko, świętojebliwego
człowieka. Ongiś odważny, obecnie z jego odwagi pozostały tylko
wspomnienia. Lubi wspominać swoje dawne czyny, ale boi się je powtarzać.
Gdyby kultura akladyjska była taka sama jak trzy pokolenia wstecz, przed
podbojem Wesnoth, jego ludzie zabiliby go już dawno, jako niegodnego
bycia Akladyjskim Lordem. Taki ojciec Rydzyk na sterydach. Święcie
wierzy w to co mówi. Fanatyk, świr, skłonny do umartwiania, postów, i 
wytykania innym ich słabości.

Machine translation to English, with postediting:

Guy over 40 years old. Lean and wiry. He was pretty cool in his youth as a warrior,
but he gained his position thanks to conspiracy and contacts with the world of
ghosts and so on. An eminently ugly, holy-blessed type human. Once brave, now
his only courage is left to memories. He likes to remember his past deeds, but is
afraid to repeat them. If the Akladian culture were the same as three generations
back, before conquering Wesnoth, his men would have killed him long ago as unworthy
of being an Akladian Lord. Such father Rydzyk on steroids(?). World he believes
what he says(?). Fanatic, freak, prone to mortification, fasts, and pointing out
the weaknesses of others to them. 

Przykład rozmowy (An example of a conversation):
{MESSAGE (Hoyre O Barnone) (portraits/hoyre.png) () _"Is there any news from Bor Cryne?"}
{MESSAGE (Bar Urien) () () _"Nothing new, my lord."}
{MESSAGE (Hoyre O Barnone) (portraits/hoyre.png) () _"He should already be here! Where is he?"}
{MESSAGE (Bar Urien) () () _"My lord... This man, they call a messiah.."}
{MESSAGE (Hoyre O Barnone) (portraits/hoyre.png) () _"This underling? A creature who has usurped the holy name and who will be punished by God!"}
{MESSAGE (Bar Urien) () () _"But.. What about if he really IS a messiah?"}
{MESSAGE (Hoyre O Barnone) (portraits/hoyre.png) () _"There is no question about it. Believe me, Bar Urien, I have been hearing the voices of the spirits since my youth and God has sent me many messages. Gawen is not the messiah. He is a mixling, one who is unworthy of even honourable death."}
{MESSAGE (Bar Urien) () () _"But, I thought, let's just assume for a moment he IS..."}
{MESSAGE (Hoyre O Barnone) (portraits/hoyre.png) () _"Bar, you are fine warrior and you have always served our clan loyally. But leave the thinking to me."}
..
{MSGm_Gawen _"Akladians - open the way for me and my army. I am your rightful king, I am the messiah, the hand of God on earth. Whoever opposes me opposes God."}
{MESSAGE (Hoyre O Barnone) (portraits/hoyre.png) () _"Cease this blasphemy, foul mixling! You are nothing but a flabby underling."}
{IF ano_hoyre_run equals yes}
    {MSGm_Gawen _"Have you already forgotten that you have fled from me before, revered Hoyre? Twice now you have faced me; this time there will be no escape. You will lie dead on the battlefield, unless you recognise me as your king."}
{ELSE}
    {MSGm_Gawen _"I am your king, Hoyre. Admit that or I will be forced to kill you."}
{END_IF}
{MESSAGE (Hoyre O Barnone) (portraits/hoyre.png) () _"My king? You, my king? Never! I will rip your heart out! I will cut your hands off and feed the crows with them!"}